Down To Ride
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MatureOngoing31m
Last published Thu, May 28, 2015
But what would you be without me? Where would you be without me? So what you blowing up just a little They knowing you a little Don't give a finger in the middle Cause little nigga you will never be without me Where would you be without me? So what you blowing up just a little They knowing you a little Don't give a finger in the middle Cause little nigga you will never be ... I sung my favorite song as I speed down the highway, in my black Porsche. I had to get out of California fast ! Why you ask, well I had got in some bad business with my boyfriend .. You know I loved that boy .. I loved him w/ all my heart. But now I know love ain't shit ! It ain't nothing but a word .. A word w/ no fucking meaning to me .. And that word obviously meant nothing to him either ... So I killed him .. Because I was down to ride .. Well let me start over from when we first met ..
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